‘Major Couch and others guarded the health inspector like he was the president’


Hey —,

Sorry my letter returns be so inconsistent, but here’s one anyway. I can’t tell you how much progress I’ve seen over these last 3 years I’ve been here that the IOA has been making. It feels awesome to know that we have a voice through you and the rest of the IOA team. Thanks everyone. I know I don’t communicate with you as much as I should, but believe me when I tell you I’m a soldier in this war we are in. Continue reading

‘They need to SHUT THIS JAIL DOWN’

  • There’s no fresh air here nor any way to exercise!
  • The mats we sleep on are flat and dirty!


Thanks for protesting for us. The medical here is shit. They don’t help us. The food is not good, always cold and very unhealthy. The officers who work here treat us like shit, excuse my language. They talk to us like we’re dogs. The whole entire jail is nasty and unfit to live in. There’s no kind of schooling. It’s very cold in here year round. Continue reading

Cleaning up for visitors?

We received word from someone inside that late last week inmates were being made to wash the floors of their cells and scrub up. This was out of the ordinary, as everyone was being made to do it, not just those on work detail, and they were told to make it all look especially clean. “We have some important people coming in,” a detention officer told the inmate who then told us. Could it have been a cleanup to welcome county commissioner Brenda Howerton? Funny the sheriff didn’t say that in his facebook post.

Then, just yesterday in his pod were getting thrown out and they were being replaced with new mats. These mats have long been a source of disgust, worry, and struggle. He says they were just piling them up on the floor. He’s never seen this before and he’s been there nearly a year and a half. He thinks this is another cleanup job. But who for?


‘I think a community investigation will cause a lot of attention to be drawn’

Hey —

What’s been up? Guess what I found in my property when I made the move? All those great books that (Internationalist Prison Books Collective–Durham) sent me, but unfortunately I wasn’t allowed to bring them into the prison, but I did donate them…. Continue reading

‘The new way DCJ is covering up its dirty laundry’

Dec 1, 2015

Dear —

Hello, it’s me KH. It’s been a while since I have wrote Inside-Outside. But I have been monitoring your actions. I see changes in areas of the jail. Your protest against the lockback was a success in my book and I thank you for your support. I’m going on my 25th month in this place, not much change as far as my case. But I felt the need to write to you to inform you of the new way DCJ is trying to cover up its “dirty laundry.” Continue reading

‘So unsanitary and unorganized it’s nerve-racking’

Hey –,

I’m doing ok. I appreciate you taking the time to write me. I’m gonna get straight to the point, this place is so un-sanitary and un-organized it’s nerve-racking. There is throw-up on almost every cell wall in every pod I have been to, which is — and –. I am guessing that the throw-up comes from addicts coming here and withdrawing or detoxing. We don’t have toilet brushes to clean out the fecal matter from the inside of the toilet bowl. Continue reading

‘It is not enough. We need and want a complete end to the lockback.’


How’s it going? I hope that as this letter reaches you, that it finds you and everyone else within the IOA community in the best of health, both physically and mentally.

First of all I can’t thank the men and women of the IOA enough, for their persistent protest over the last 6 months. It is because of you all that we can claim this small victory over a lockback regime for nearly seven months. So once again, thanks from the bottom of my heart.

I have received your last 3 letters and I appreciate the continuous contact and newsletters. I haven’t  had any stamps, so that’s why it has taken me so long to respond back. But here I am, still as faithful and strong advocate/ participant of IOA. Continue reading

‘The correctional system’s motto: Treat the symptom, not the problem’


To whom it may concern,

Take time to read *PLEASE*

I’m in the D.C.J. (a prisoner) and have some problems. They are listed in this letter!

The medical department is said to have a dentist, and medical claims there is a list for the dentist. I’ve yet to see a dentist. I went to medical, a self-declared emergency the first time for my tooth and was given 400 mg motrin 2x a day. Now over a month later I went back on sick call and had to beg the nurse to place me on an antibiotic. I requested for my motrin to be increased to 800 mg, I explained I didn’t want a narcotic because she kept saying over and over ‘I’m not giving you narcotic’ as if that was my reason for being there, regardless of how swollen my jaw was or how broke off and rotten my tooth is. The motrin was increased to 600 mg 2x a day, which is still not strong enough. I am in pain. Continue reading

Aramark delivers ‘biggest lie ever’ about damaged food trays

a follow up to this story


Thank you for writing back so swiftly. I am so grateful to know God has put and I.O.A. in my path! To answer you about my letter being a copy, the answer is yes. I was blessed to attend — here and — made copies for me. This was because he knew that mail was interfered with when they see you alls name on the letter. I also sent a copy to my lawyer, —. I can’t give you the — name because I gave him my word I wouldn’t involve him. But with that said, he has my full support and also was the person who told me about you all. I have still been subjected to eat from these trays. I go to medical at least four times a week. Continue reading

‘I think the best way to investigate is undercover’


Yes, I was let out of my cell to “call my dad.” After repeated attempts to get in touch with him to no avail, the sergeant said she would check with the lieutenant who originally took the call. Five minutes later she came back with a new number and said that either my mom or grandma had died. Well, since I didn’t have a grandmother—I got really worried. I called the number and the guy said, “Who is this?” I said (my name). “Goddamnit! They gave the message to the wrong guy! I’m gonna call the fucking sheriff.” (me, feebly): “Ok, sir. You have a good day.” I didn’t know what to say. Yes, more signs and proof of the incompetence of our great D.C.J. Continue reading